Coffee and I are best friends, because in the time I am enjoying her, together we contemplate the world.
I'm newly 20, I know, but sometimes I think a godly man will pass me by, and I'll never be pursued.
I am incredibly naive.
Social work is right for me, but I'm terrified of what it involves.
Too bitter. More sugar.
Jesus, stretch me. My heart is yet to soar.
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